THE ATONEMENTS OF JOANIE: JOANIE'S SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY BY PENT Part 11 With the Christmas break came my sixteenth birthday. Lydia had told me the sixteenth birthday was important for all girls, as they can say "Yes" to any man once they are sixteen - And the Law of the Land no longer has anything to say about a girl being "under- age" after she reaches the magic age of sixteen . . . I didn't even mention all this to Uncle Penty -I thought he might put bars on the windows and lock me in at night if I even joked about it . . . Lydia had gone to her aunt in Ontario for Christmas but I had other friends - who lived in town - from my school who I had invited to my birthday party that afternoon. We had a conjurer for old times' sake just like my birthday parties for as long as I could remember -and he pulled a live rabbit out of his top hat - just like always! Uncle Penty found me in a quiet corner of the hallway and put his hands on my waist: "It's wonderful to see you so happy on your birthday, Joanie love!" "Sis must be very glad to look down and see her daughter having so much fun with her friends . . ." "Not that she was my real sister you know! after my own parents both died in a car accident, her parents looked after me as their ward. My Father had been a school friend of Sis's Father . . ." So I am not really your Uncle, Joanie love -I just like to think I am! And let me wish you the happiest birthday in the world my dear sweet "Niece" . . . "Uncle Penty! You've never told me that before -but you will always be my dearest sweetest Uncle Penty, "Real Uncle" or not!" "Thank you for a wonderful party . . ." and I kissed him - for the first time ever - full on his mouth . . . Most of the fun after that was the music - CD's -Uncle Penty was there all the time and he danced with every one of my friends and me too -he could fairly swing! And we girls all danced with each other too. Blossom had made us some really good things to eat and I'm sure we all put on weight -And all my freinds went home tired and happy . . . The morning after the party when I was sixteen-plus-one-day I got out of bed a bit grumpy -probably too many creamy deserts! I still can't figure exactly what happened at breakfast, though -Maybe Uncle Penty mistook something I answered to him or perhaps I really was rude to him . . . Anyhow, next thing I knew he sent me to my room for the day, "In Disgrace", he said, scowling . . Blossom brought me my lunch, and then my dinner on a tray before she went out for the evening with the ominous instructions to her from Uncle Pent not to come back before midnight - Ominous for me, I mean . . . and this became a certainty when Blossom gave me an envelope with the dinner: "Please be prepared for punishment, Joan when I come for you at seven o'clock, dressed as you were for Miss Potter". Just that! No IF or BUT about it! I felt angry with myself and so sorry that this had to happen when I had hoped Uncle Penty and I would be celebrating tonight me being sixteen, just the two of us together . . . But I knew he was completely inflexible about punishments when he felt that punishment was due . . . Promptly on the dot of seven o'clock, "Tap Tap" on my door and I opened it to meet a stern-faced Uncle Pent wearing his one-piece light-weight track suit and ready to punish . . . I was all prepared in the way he wanted -in a crisp white blouse and school- uniform kilt with my hair brushed to a glistening shine - a white bow in it -and low- heeled shoes on . . . I knew better than to try and change his mind with saying I was sorry or by crying . . . He would just tell me I was being a coward about what needed to happen to me anyhow . . . and he would go ahead with the punishment just the same. But I really was sorry this had happened to spoil what was supposed to be such a great celebration for both of us -not that I was even sure *what* had happened . . . "Walk ahead of me down to the study, Joan!" We went down in silence to the floor below and into Uncle Penty's study. I knew this was serious when I saw one of the padded leather armchairs waiting for me and the room was lit by just a few flickering candles . . . "Joan, I want you to stand on this low platform and face the back of the padded leather armchair." "Don't worry about the platform -it's just to raise you a bit, to put you at the right height . . ." "First slide your shoes off . . . Now I'll take your panties . . ." Uncle Penty reached his hands up under my kilt and grabbed my panties He pulled them right down and told me to step out of them -and threw them onto a chair. "Now your kilt off . . ." Uncle Penty undid the buckle and took my kilt away altogether - a thing he'd never done before in punishing me -and he put it over the back of the same chair. "Joanie, this is a serious punishment: I want you completely undressed without any clothes on at all ! Unbutton your blouse . . . Now let me have it -And your bra . . ." I stood on the platform facing the back of the padded leather armchair totally naked -feeling completely exposed and unprotected with nowhere to hide my embarrassment . . . Uncle Pent always lectured me first and began - "Joan, I'm not sure you even know just how rude you were to me at breakfast this morning!" "You are becoming self-centered and cock-sure and bumptious; In fact, not at all pleasant to have living in my house. "You have become what is commonly called "A Brat" and it won't do! "You have to learn your true place in the general scheme of things! "You are *not* the center of all creation . . . You are one minuscule speck on this earth! And on and on went Uncle Penty's lecture until I was feeling really bad and very small . . . and I began to cry . . . And he finished with: "I am going to spank you until I feel sure you will think much more carefully before you speak in future . . . "Now lay yourself over the back of the padded leather armchair, please . . "I am not going to tie you in place -you are big enough to know you are not to move . . . "I want you to call out the count after each spank, Joan: One Uncle Pent Two Uncle Pent and so on . . . Do you understand, Joan?" " Yes, Uncle Pent!" " Why is it that you seem to spend your life atoning for things you have done, Joan?" and I knew better than to say I didn't even know what I'd done wrong -but I felt again so sad this was happening to wreck what should have been such a wonderful day for Uncle Penty and for me happily and lovingly celebrating this special birthday together . . . Uncle Pent went to his desk and opened a drawer. He came back and showed me -it was the black leather-covered paddle that he'd spanked me with before when I'd nearly been expelled for talking so much in class . . . Just like last time Uncle Penty slid the paddle against my face so I could feel and smell . . . the black leather that was going to spank me. "There, Joan, this is what I am going to use on your bare bottom! Like last time, I think you should kiss the black leather paddle before I put it to work!" And I gave the sinister black leather a loud kiss so he would hear it: I didn't want to make him more annoyed with me at this point ! ! ! ! And then Uncle Penty hit the black leather paddle: CRACKKKKKKKK ! ! ! ! on the leather back of the armchair - - - I quaked with fear at the sound . . . I could feel myself burst out in a cold sweat of sheer terror and my knees turned to jelly . . . Uncle Pent began my spanking without further ceremony - SMAKKKKKKKKKKKKK! The leather paddle hit my bottom - but not too hard -Perhaps he was going to warm me up slowly for a long and severe punishment?! "One Uncle Pent . . ." SMAKKKKKKKKKKKK! "Two Uncle Pent . . ." SMAKKKKKKKKKKKK! "Three Uncle Pent . . ." The spanks started lightly enough but they were getting harder all the time! As I counted: SMAKKKKKKKKKK! "Twenty-one Uncle Pent" the paddling was much harder than at the start . . . and no pauses to soothe my sore bottom like he had done with Lydia! Just spank, spank, spank, spank -and it was starting to hurt me most dreadfully . . . By: SMAKKKKKKKKKKKKKK! "Thirty Uncle Pent" the tears were pouring down my face and I just croaked out the number . . . But still the spanks were not too hard! But a mounting feeling of excitement was building up all through me along with the zappppp and pain of the leather paddle . . . I could feel I was soaking wet between my legs . . . My pussy was jerking against the back of the armchair each time the leather covered paddle zapped into my bottom which gave me a strange and lovely tingly feeling . . . I had never felt so much excitement from a spanking before ! ! ! And on and on my long punishment went with my bottom beginning to hurting a lot while I was getting more and more excited all the time in spite of the pain . . . But at: SMAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK! "Forty Uncle Pent . . ." He stopped and said: "I think your bottom has been paddled enough, Joanie love. Never forget what I told you about thinking before you speak!" "Now your punishment is over -I am going to soothe your lovely bottom for you and he began gently gently running his hands with cream of some kind on them over my sore hot cheeks . . ." Uncle Pent was sooooooooooo gentle and his touch was gossamer-light as he gently stroked and soothed my bottom . . . My tears soon stopped and I was getting wetter than ever between my legs as Uncle Penty's fingers slithered down between my cheeks - "Move your feet wider apart on the platform and push your bottom back towards me about six inches, Joanie love . . ." I shifted my feet more apart and slid my tummy back on the top of the leather armchair towards him - And Uncle Penty's hand went through sideways between my legs so his thumb slid along between the lips of my pussy -to squish gently against my clitty. It made me tingle with excitement and I was sooooooo wet down there . . . Then . . . . he pulled his thumb back a bit and started to slide it right up inside my pussy just like Lydia had done with the carrot . . . I melted - - -and I began to push my bottom further back towards Uncle Penty so his thumb went in even further -and I was getting sooooo excited . . . Uncle Penty sloooooowly massaged inside my pussy . . . Then Uncle Penty slid his thumb back out and pulled his hand away - I looked round over my shoulder to see what he was going to do next -and by the flickering light of the candles I could just see He had dropped his track-suit to the floor and was kicking it away so he stood there muscular and naked . . . His thing was sticking right out in the air in front of him big and stiff - It looked huge . . . Then I saw him cover it with cream and I felt him slide his enormous thing between my legs . . . He put the end of his stiff thing up into the opening of my pussy and slowly began to pusssssh pussssssssh pusssssssssssssssh . . . and his huge enormous stiff thing was sloooooowly sliding up into me - He backed out a bit and pussssssssshed again and his great truncheon slid further up into me . . . It felt scary . . . and wooooooooooonderful like nothing that had ever happened to me before . . . It made Lydia's carrot feel like nothing! Uncle Penty's stiff thing was hot and big as an unpeeld banana and it completely filled me - tightly! I moaned and groaned in utter delight as he slid his truncheon sloooowly further and further up into me . . . Uncle Penty's tummy pressed hard against my sore bottom and he leaned over me so his body was pressing down against my back as I lay over the back of the padded leather armchair - His hands came up to cup my little boobies and fondle them as he slowly pumped his enormous stiff thing right up as far as he could go into my pussy . . . Then he stayed there pressing hard against my sore bottom unmoving up inside me with his huge hot thing making me more and more excited with every passing moment . . . I tuned my head over my shoulder: "Uncle Penty! Uncle Penty, you are giving me a wonnnnnderful feeling that goes right through me! ! ! !" I knew then that I had been totally mistaken all day! I had thought Uncle Penty was going to make me atone for something I had done wrong . . . But instead - here I was, sixteen years old and Uncle Penty and I were celebrating my birthday in a most incredible way that I had never known before had even existed . . . First making me hot and excited with the black leather paddle then sliding his huge stiff thing up into my soaking wet slippery quim as I squirmed and wriggled with joy . . . It was like nothing I had ever imagined - I was deliriously happy in our ecstasy together . . . My groans and shouts got louder as my excitement rose until it felt like a starburst of firework display had burst in my head and I yelled: "More ! ! ! Uncle Pent, more ! ! ! More ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !" and I felt Uncle Penty move his huge stiff thing out . . . . and in again just once" It seemed to start jerking and pulsing inside me and squirted something right up into me hot and lovely . . . as he let out a mighty shout: "Joannnnnie ! ! ! ! My love ! ! !" and stopped moving - He held me tightly with his stiff thing all the way up inside me and his hands squeezing my boobies murmuring: "O lovely Joanie! O Joanie my love, What a beautiful Joanie you are, You are, You are! What a beautiful Joanie you are! . . . . . Now you are sixteen ! ! ! !" We stayed still like this for ages it seemed, in heavenly bliss that is fixed now forever in my memory . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . After an aeon in Paradise -Uncle Penty slowly slid his thing back out of me and pulled on his track suit again -then helped me to stand upright. "Joanie my love I am going to take you up to bed -I'll bring your clothes later . . ." At sixteen I thought I was getting heavy but Uncle Penty swung my naked body up in his embrace and my arms circled his neck holding him tight. Cuddling me close he walked out of the study door and up the stairs to my bedroom as though I was just a feather and I felt the cold air wafting past my red- hot bottom . . . Uncle Penty pulled my bedclothes back as he held me firmly on one arm and laid me gently down on my tummy then kneeled on the floor beside me: "Joanie my love, I am so glad you are sixteen now and we can really love each other my dear heart!" "Uncle Penty! Uncle Penty - take your track suit off and lie here beside me so I can cuddle you!" He did -and slid his strong muscular body down into the bed with me and I held him tight while one of his hands squeezed my sore bottom to remind me of his spanking . . . " Uncle Penty? Uncle Penty, will I maybe have a baby now?" "Dear sweet darling Joanie! Those injections Dr. Cooper has been giving you: one of their side effects is you can not have a baby as long as he keeps giving them! No! There's not the slightest chance you will have a baby ! ! !" "You do think of everything Uncle Penty -You are wonderful . ." "Uncle Penty? I'm so glad Lydia could not stay with us for Christmas!" "Maybe the invitation I sent to her Aunt did not sound sincere enough, Joanie love!" "Uncle Penty? Uncle Penty, if I am naughty will you spank me like that again?" "Maybe Joanie!" "But that kind of spanking was meant for fun, a "recreational" spanking, it's called. It wasn't hard, it was meant to be for you to enjoy, as my present to you on this special birthday of your life my dear sweet Joanie." "A recreational spanking is saved to be given to you on just very special occasions, like today. Particularly with what we did after it, my lovely Joanie." "I didn't tell you what was going to happen beforehand: I'm not sure I could have explained it! So I just let you think you were going to be punished for doing something naughty, like every time before, my darling sixteen-year-old Joanie." "I hope you don't mind me doing it that way, Joanie love?" "I should have figured for myself, Uncle Penty! Lydia told me why my sixteenth birthday would be so special . . . I should have known you would give me a wondeful surprise like what we did together this evening." "Uncle Penty -I feel wonderful ! I do love you ! ! !" He held Tme very tight to him and buried his face down in my neck - "Dear darling Joanie! I love you more than words can say . . ." "But time for you to sleep now -Unless you have more questions?! . . ." "No more questions my dear wonderful Uncle Penty! I really do love you with all my heart. Thank you for my birthday celebration!" Uncle Penty slid out of the bed and gently kissed me as I dropped off to sleep with my bottom still stinging And I knew my whole life with Uncle Penty had changed gloriously now I was sixteen . . .